I'm usually pretty good at putting on a mask I mean I do it all the time and if anyone ever suspects anything I shut them of with I'm fine, but today I was really struggling and I couldn't find it within myself to force another smile. It's exhausting trying to keep up with this persona and I don't wanna live in denial, but knowing that wasn't an option I brace myself for another day. I can feel myself getting agitated hoping it'll go away. Everything was going wrong, I could feel myself about to burst, emotions rushing to the surface I prepared myself for the worse, but then I saw someone staring, like they could see right through me. Sensing something was up they walked right to me. After a long pause they asked me " are you ok?" I have been asked this question many times before but there was something about the way they said it that made me feel like they actually cared about what I had to say. Struggling to keep myself together, I could feel my insecurities poring out on display. My walls were crumbling down, I had a lump in my throat. My eyes starting to tear up as I clenched onto my coat. See my mask saw my safety net, it helped me get through each day. The only thing I could rely on, to cover up the pain, and now that safety net was gone and I could find the right words to say. Cuz how do you tell someone your hurting when. You can't remember the last time you were okay. I couldn't get myself to sugar up I couldn't get myself to force another smile not this time, I couldn't get myself to come up with some silly excuse because in this moment it didn't feel right. So I did the only thing I could, I broke down and cried.